Prince of the Tang Dynasty: Signing in began with harming Li Shimin

Qingfeng Pavilion.

The place where celebrities and nobles gather in Chang'an City.

The entire attic occupies more than [-] acres of land on Zhuque Street, where every inch of land is expensive.

If it is converted into an easier-to-understand square meter for Su Jing, it would be nearly [-] square meters.

It is equivalent to the size of three regular football fields in later generations.

With such a vast territory, Qingfeng Pavilion is naturally divided into inner and outer courtyards.

The outer courtyard is responsible for receiving the court officials below the third grade, and has nine five-story carved phoenix pavilions about nine feet high.

The inner courtyard only receives ministers of various ministries and noble families, and there are dozens of small courtyards with independent doors.

As for ordinary people and wealthy merchants, they didn't even dare to take a second look at the gate of Qingfeng Pavilion.

And with Su Jing's current status, he is barely qualified to take a tour around the inner courtyard.

As for the deep courtyard, it would be impossible to pass without Qin Qiong leading him.

Even in the small courtyard outside, he could only take a look here.

After all, with the money he brought today, he couldn't even afford the cheapest tea here.

"Ugh!

It seems that I have to make money as soon as possible. "

Su Jing sighed secretly.

In the previous life, I never experienced the pleasure of being short of money, but this life has made up for this regret.

It's just that this feeling seems really uncomfortable!

"happy!
Really happy! "

Qin Qiong took a sip of the fish soup with peppers, patted his thigh and shouted excitedly.

Seeing this, Su Jing nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "If Uncle Qin likes it, and there are still some seeds in my nephew's house, how about giving it to Uncle Qin for cultivation?"

"Send it to the old man?"

Qin Qiong was startled when he heard the words, and asked curiously: "If the old man hadn't guessed wrongly, you didn't intend to send it to the old man when you came here just now."

"Hehe~"

Su Jing shook his head bitterly.

He never expected that the people of Tang Dynasty would like to recognize nephews so much.

Now that Qin Qiong is called uncle, how can he have the face to sell the seeds to him.

What's more, if he hadn't guessed wrongly, the master behind Qingfeng Pavilion had already known that he was pregnant with pepper.

As for the owner of Qingfeng Pavilion, he really didn't want to offend.

"Nephew Su Xian, have you guessed who the owner of this room is?"

Seeing Su Jing's frowning expression, Qin Qiong asked tentatively.

Su Jing sighed silently, shook his head and said, "Nine is the ultimate number.

To be able to build nine attics on Suzaku Street, the identity of the owner must be extremely valuable.

But the Taiji Palace is only over ten feet high, while the attic here is nine feet high.

Presumably the person behind it must be extremely favored by His Majesty.

In addition, although the Qingfeng Pavilion is called Qingfeng, it is headed by Phoenix on the attic, supplemented by Qingfeng Xiangyun.

If my little nephew can't guess who the owner of this place is again, I'm afraid this head will have to move tomorrow. "

"Hahaha~

Nephew Su Xian is really smart!
Now the old man no longer has any doubts about you destroying the Turks alone. "

Qin Qiong stroking his beard and laughing out loud.

No wonder Changsun Wuji and others call him a royal evildoer.

He, Qin Qiong, didn't think he had the ability to guess the secrets with only a few tiny arrangements.

Just looking at Su Jing with a miserable expression in front of him, he was very puzzled.

"Why is nephew Su Xian so demeanor?
But the food in Qingfeng Pavilion is not to your taste? "

"Hehe~"

Su Jing smiled softly.

Consciously took out dozens of potatoes and peppers and placed them on the low table in front of him.

He waved to the woman standing beside him, and said: "I also ask my sister to tell the empress on your behalf.

Weichen now only leaves a few potatoes as seeds, and really has nothing to hide. "

"Here!"

The woman saluted, carefully put away the seeds and walked out of the courtyard.

Apparently she had already received the order.

It just depends on whether Su Jing took the initiative to hand over the seeds, or was arrested and taken into the palace before leaving.

Seeing this, Su Jing let out a long breath of foul air, and filled with grief and indignation, he picked up a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth.

Now that the chili pepper has been taken away by Queen Changsun, he lost another profitable business.

It's really a bad year!

Who would have thought that having a simple meal would meet the land of Empress Changsun.

"Hehe~"

Seeing this, Qin Qiong smiled.

Picking up the wine cup, he raised his glass and said: "Nephew Su Xian, don't worry so much.

Your Majesty has always been generous to ministers who have made meritorious service.

Even if this is a tribute, His Majesty will never haggle with you young son. "

"is it?"

Su Jing smiled slightly, raised the wine cup and saluted.

"If this thing produces five stones per mu, can it relieve the hunger worries of the people of Tang Dynasty?"

"Bang!"

"Five stones per mu?!"

Qin Qiong stood up panting heavily.

Pointing to the potatoes on the plate with trembling hands, he asked in a trembling voice, "Is this really true?
Can this thing really produce five stones per mu? "

Seeing this, Su Jing suddenly remembered the scene of being beaten up by Su's father in the canyon.

"Hehe" scratched his head with a smirk, and whispered, "Don't worry, uncle.

You and I only ate a few, not enough to cultivate an acre of land. "

"absurd!
If you are my nephew, I will definitely beat you up today. "

Qin Qiong pointed at Su Jing, and scolded loudly: "You know that the world is safe now, and nine out of ten people don't have enough to eat.

If this potato really yields five stones per mu, how many people in the Tang Dynasty will be saved by then! "

"Uncle Qin's words are wrong.

With just a few potatoes, even a commoner cannot be saved.

If Datang wants to rely on potatoes to avoid famine, it will be impossible in ten or eight years. "

Su Jing shook his head, and said loudly with his neck stuck.

The conversation here will inevitably reach the ears of Empress Changsun, and he does not want to bear the notoriety of stealing grain.

"you!!!"

Looking at Su Jing with a serious face in front of him, Qin Qiong could only sit back on the stool weakly.

"But this is food!

How can you trick this old man into growing grain! "

"Hehe~"

Su Jing scratched his head in embarrassment.

At this moment, he also felt that what he had done was too much.

But before that, he never thought of saving the people of Datang by relying on potatoes.

Unless there are [-] shi of potatoes as seeds, it is absolutely impossible for the people to survive the winters of recent years.

But if potatoes don't work, it doesn't mean there is no other way.

It's just that he has been hesitant before whether to tell Li Shimin about this.

After all, half a step faster is a genius, and one step faster becomes a monstrosity.

The common way for the ancients to deal with evildoers is to tie them to wooden stakes and burn them alive.

"Uncle Qin.

My little nephew knows a way, which can relieve the worries of the people of Tang Dynasty. "

He looked at the several women beside him who stood with their heads bowed, but still looked angry.

Su Jing shook his head and said with a sigh.

"What can I do?"

Qin Qiong raised his head and frowned.

He didn't know if Su Jing really had a solution, or he was looking for an excuse to shirk.

Seeing this, Su Jing curled his lips and said seriously: "Does Uncle Qin know about Lin Yiguo?"

"Of course the old man knows.

In the sixth year of Wude, his king Fan Fanzhi sent envoys to the court.

In the eighth year of Wude, he sent envoys to offer prescriptions to the Supreme Emperor. "

Qin Qiong nodded, not understanding what Su Jing meant.

Su Jing smiled slightly, and said complacently: "Uncle Qin only knows one thing, but not the other.

The most precious thing in this Linyi country is not gold, silver and jewelry, but a precious grain called Champa rice.

This kind of grain is everywhere in Linyi country.

The local people only need to throw it in the field to ensure a good harvest in the coming year.

If this rice seed is given to the people of Tang Dynasty to cultivate it.

One place in the south of the Yangtze River can guarantee two crops a year, and two stones per mu. "

"Is this true?"

Qin Qiong blushed and stood up excitedly again.

After a while, he seemed to think of something again, rubbed his hands and said with a headache: "But once I, Datang, buy grain seeds in a big way, the people in Linyi will definitely raise the price.

Now that the world is preliminarily settled, there is no gold and silver in the court to buy food. "

"Why do you want to buy it?"

Su Jing narrowed his eyes.

Thinking of the disgusting Vietnamese monkeys in later generations, he said with a sneer: "During the Western Han Dynasty, Xianglin County of Rinan County was established in Linyi, and this Linyi country was originally the territory of our Han people.

Now that the Heavenly Kingdom asks him for tribute, if he doesn't destroy it, he can save a few mouthfuls of food for the people of Tang Dynasty. "

"you……"

Qin Qiong stared dumbfounded at Su Jing, who looked calm, but didn't know how to answer for a while.

But this place is the land of Empress Changsun, presumably someone will tell Empress Changsun what Su Jing said.

For a child of the royal family who is as intelligent and cruel as Su Jing, it's better to leave it to the emperor and empress.

But now it seems that his reputation as a disaster is really correct, but the next victim became Lin Yi.